Let's hope for a regime change in Washington on November 4th 2004. Our empire crumbling reminds me of a song by the guess who "share the land" "Maybe I'll be there to shake your hand, maybe I'll be there to share the land, they'll be giving away when we all live together"
-----Original Message----- From: [EMAIL PROTECTED] [mailto:[EMAIL PROTECTED] On Behalf Of [EMAIL PROTECTED] Sent: Tuesday, March 25, 2003 7:16 PM To: [EMAIL PROTECTED]; [EMAIL PROTECTED] Subject: Re: (anti)War songs njc In a message dated 3/25/2003 9:29:58 PM Eastern Standard Time, [EMAIL PROTECTED] writes: > > fred thanks for posting those potent lyrics to 'masters of war' > > i know how you feel having a young son fred Daughter, actually. She's the dearest thing in our life, and in that sense she makes this all a little easier to deal with; she's something overwhelmingly bright and real in an increasingly dark and surreal world. But I fear terribly for her future, not so much as potential cannon fodder (although that's always a concern) but just that I think we're in for a long, long apocalyptic stretch. Forget about piddling regime change, I'm talking about the fall of an empire ... ours. I don't think I'm being overly dramatic; it happens to all empires and it's the height of hubris to think it can't happen to ours. -Fred
